Tiffany Granath On Night Calls Glee A Very Musical. Crossover. Part I

smile hesitate a moment when he sees a strange shadow walk on the football field to the gym.

- Something wrong? - No, no. I thought seeing a ... known. - Says blinking in surprise. It is possible this guy was dead. It is impossible to walk without a shirt and his skin ashen, exposing in a public school in Lima, Ohio. - Blaine. "Blaine? - Kurt calls him, looking worried. The other turns his blue eyes and brown made up a slight smile. - What happens?
- Nothing, nothing, really. But wait here, please. I have to talk to someone. And Blaine away with mobile in hand. Record a quick message on the answering machine, he knows that he was going to take at that time. He hopes his, Voldemort. - You can call me Voldy. - Sue looks like saying 'Really? You really have sunk so low?
'and feel a little sick. - If you had met someone like me ... a teacher to teach you good to be alive ... - now I have one as well. And I hate to William Schuster. Voldemort is missed at the last sentence, wondering who was the nemesis of his old companion. But Sue had always been a woman who went straight to the point. - What brings you to this hole forsaken of God and from prying eyes? - Asks, removing his glasses and throwing her look more searchingly. - Are you putting in place a plan? Need soldiers? "Followers?; - The last time I saw him was a few months ago, when infiltrated the school. He calls himself "Dr. Horrible '," can you believe it? His name is almost as bad as yours. - Responds. - We made a change, he would see my arch enemy with curls of lesbian and I would stick in the Hammer's uncle, who raised him to the bride. - The blonde shrugs and puts a grin. - Was not it the plan? - She started singing songs about girls and became very friend of his goal. He ended up leaving to perform not how absurd and pathetic childhood dream in a musical. - I'm happy for him. - Meets Voldemort, but his smile waning to see the look he throws the woman. - What happened to the victim? -and where they believed him. - As he entered the building ... - mumbles vaguely pointing to a rear door between the stairs. - Well, guide us. - Harry encouraged. Blaine shakes his head. - not my school, do you think will move here? - Is exasperating. Do they not realize that no one else wearing a uniform? Do they not realize that the building has no architectural form typical of classic Baroque period? I will be your school! - Jo, you're not cool. - Harry sulks. Blaine comic. It was always the same with his cousin, it seemed that he was five. Do you really beat him to Voldemort? - What is your school, anyway? - Asks the androgynous blond called Malfoy. - I have not seenachel, pointing with his finger. - Oh, Streisand, calm down. - Mercedes says, although she also looks suspicious to the crowd that has come through the door. - Blaine? - Kurt says, surprised. - What are you doing here? Had not been with you ... - Hey, Kurt. - saluda tranquilo. One of the good qualities of Blaine is not easily altered (at least when his cousin is not involved in anything. Harry if you can get to exasperate a little) - I think you-know-who is not here ... - said Ginny, emphasizing the present. After crying because his brother slaps around his head and scared her, calling her stupid. - Who we know? - Will ask politely. - Are you looking for someone?
- Yes, a geneocida faced snake, did you see? - Asked Harry. The professor's curly hair is looking a few seconds in silence. Like the other students. After shaking his head as expelling thoughts and goes to the throng of strangers. - something I can help, guys? - We are looking for a type peaky, with snake's face, a nose so - Ron flattens the nose and opens his eyes, looking very mad. - Which is usually half-naked.
- and has a wooden stick in his hand. - and tap dancing. - Added Harry. After watching his teammates and nods sadly. - He made me dance with him. Draco has been approaching the Glee Club and looks curiously one by one.
- Sorry, kido pats him on the head, exposing his lightning-shaped scar. - It's the fucking boy who lived! - Who lived where? "In Detroit? - Puck question. - Do not listen, Ron. Are muggles. - Said kindly. All pretend to offended, but do not really know what they have called.
- but did not know Harry Potter! Their lives must be so sad and empty ...
- Harry is your twin? - Kurt asks Blaine. Is the question that seems to be around in the heads of all since you have entered.
- Of course not! Do not you see I'm much better looking and I have a cool scar? - is my cousin. - Blaine answers. Kurt looks at him suspiciously. - Sure?
- Yes, quite safe. I think I agreeif born to someone else.
- Technically, no. - Artie said. - Serious, you know ... a baby.

- not my brother, we are only cousins.

- I was born beautiful and famous. He is ready. But ... I'm Harry freakin 'Potter! - Hums with a big smile. - That's debatable, Potter. Were not born famous. - As the blond boy contortionist and scar get to discuss, Kurt Blaine approaches and speaks covertly. - That wears a wig, right? - And nods to Ron and his weird hair. Then go to Ginny and the states as well. - Alopecia youth? Blaine
look without saying anything, with an apologetic smile on his lips.
- Sorry, did not want to disturb you. - Murmura. Kurt nods. Will answer something but then Harry and Draco start singing. As if in a musical. Let's see, the Glee Club also does, but usually have to rehearse a lot, they sing and dance improvisation, Harry played a guitar that has taken without permission and are so happy, while insulting art forms. Brittany is excited
quickly and starts dancing with them, stretching from Mike to accompany her. The rest is a bit on the sidelines. And when they finish receive a polite applause and quite uncomfortable. But that does not seem to affect them. - Ok, listen to children. I think you have the wrong place, so I'm going to locate Figgins to see if your parents, okay? - Said Wina. Locked. Put that belonged to an important gentleman and was their most important belongings. Sure that nobody misses. Artie

approaches slowly, watching the orange coat.

- not the gentleman called Eric, right? - Question.
- Yes! How do you know?
- Can not ... be. - Mumbles Artie. Puck has also been approached and thoughtful look at the shield.
- I swear I have some underwear with the same logo.
Everyone, absolutely everyone looks at Noah, who raises his eyebrows up to scrutiny.
- Why the hell do you think I'm in command? - Shrugs, without the slightest trace of embarrassment. Kurt eyes roll and take a look at Blaine, who has a soft smile on her lips. We do not want rescue. - Ron refuses.
- Oh, Ron! It is a way of speaking! - It irritates her friend hanging around the eyes. - I do not know, Harry ... - still ruminating. Both the red as the boy with the exaggerated eye rolling scar.
- Shut up, Hermione. - Tell the time, she sulks, annoyed.

- Really we help? - Rachel screams his voice getting more shrill, the one that hurts the ears to dogs.

- Look, Rachel ...
- I do not think good idea! - Hermione and Rachel screaming at once. They look surprised and made a gesture with his hand. - are Muggles! - are spies! Sure they want our song list for National!

- Oh, Godric. - Ron wheelsays. His brother is about to hit her and spanked by his head, startling her again.
- Sister racist! Bad girl, bad!

- Ay! - Whining, hiding behind Harry. This is stroking the head like a puppy silly but adorable.

- do not know any Lavender Brown. - Asian responds politely. - My name is Mike Chang and she is my girlfriend, Tina.

- Chang! As our Cho Chang! - Shouting at the same time Harry and Ron, as if the world's most incredible coincidence. Then look, smile and start singing. - Miiiike Chang, Domo arigatou, Miiiike Chang ... - And stick a pat on the back, dying of laughter.

The rest of these fall into a loud silence, looking notif

- No more than me. - Puck growls. And it seems a bit more motivated.
- Blaine, I will accompany to you. - Said licking his lips, looking at the big man and the blonde.
- Why is giving me orders a Muggle!? - Says (that looks like a) blond boy, looking toward the giant, almost with tears in his eyes.
- DO NOT GIVE ORDERS, NERD! - Shouted threats. Blaine gets in the way, just in case, but Kurt is unfazed. When he decided to return to McKinley, he did base to overcome his fear of bullies. And now nobody, but nobody dared to mess with a Hummel.
- You can come or not. - Says very seriously. - But if you prefer to meet you with that as Voldemort alone, all right. Maybe I confused it with a piece of wood. Or with a cachorrito labrador.

Draco turns white and clings to the waist of Goyle. - Go, go. And Kurt smiles, victorious.



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